Lyrics

I took myself down to the river And I washed, I washed me down Ain't seen sight of him yet I ain't seen sight of him yet   I stood at the crossroads at midnight In terror, guitar in my hand Wished for the tunes of the devil Just sing songs, sing songs about guilt I'm waiting to see Christ in a pizza His mother, his mother in a doughnut ring In a doughnut ring, in a doughnut ring   I chant for meaning at sunrise I turn unto the East Turn to the East, turn into the East I've chased God down the nave Tried to take him up the aisle Can't get no tendency to deprave It should stick, stick out a mile I'm waiting to see Christ in a pizza His mother, his mother in a doughnut ring In a doughnut ring, in a doughnut ring Walked past a heritage sign 14 martyrs were burned right here Can a non believer sense guilt? Want to tells the fellow sons of Abraham Sons of Abraham I've seen saints in a painting A blue eyed god up in the sky The sky is grey, visibility poor A better forecast goes Sailing By I'm waiting to see Christ in a pizza His mother in a doughnut ring In a doughnut ring, in a doughnut ring Unlike the cat in the box You're either dead or you're not Is this taste of greed and power Really the best you've got?   I took myself down to the river And I washed, I washed me down And I washed me down And I washed me down I'm waiting to see Christ in a pizza His mother, his mother in a doughnut ring In a doughnut ring, in a doughnut ring